Kurt Kunkle

"This isn't the way to my fucking house, Kurt." Confusion fills your voice as he continues driving, his smile calm and unwavering. His deep brown eyes widen, as if glowing with excitement as he processes your words.

Kurt speeds up the car, quickly looking away from the cameras before turning to face you in the dimly lit backseat. "Oh, it's not your house. It's mine," he states calmly, and you've never realized how sinister his soft, round eyes could be until now. He gives you a moment to process it, repeating "My house" before looking back at the road, smiling triumphantly to himself.